Mac turned away from the door he"d just closed, seeing Tuck off. The last thing he"d expected was to be woken by Tuck a little after four this morning, but the president had wanted to get his opinion of something, something he couldn"t lock the rest of the officers out of at the clubhouse. Especially since Mac wasn"t an officer.
Despite the early hour, Mac had made coffee and they"d discussed a shipment of weapons Tuck was working on the deal to do the transport of, until the president was satisfied. Mac wasn"t sure what his friend had decided, but he was okay with that. It was part of why he wasn"t an officer. He didn"t want the stress of having to make those decisions.
Now, Mac went to get dressed. He had a few things he wanted to take care of at the shop before the rest of his staff
